Capítulo 1662: A hundred years of vicissitudes

In the dream, it was a sunny day with a gentle breeze. It was rare that the top of Misty Mountain was not surrounded by fog. The air was also unusually clear, almost comparable to the air in the redwood forest, so one could see very far.

Zhang Zian had seen this kind of thing in some ancient costume movies. In his impression, it was quite boring. It was nothing more than playing music and singing to send the shy bride in the palanquin to the wedding scene, and then the family members would eat and drink until the groom was drunk. If the groom had a good tolerance for alcohol and could still force himself into the bridal chamber, it was estimated that the ending would be the instant surrender. If the groom had a poor tolerance for alcohol, the bride would have to count the money that night ...